“Hey Ryan, are you still going to this party tonight?” I asked whilst rummaging through my locker looking for the cruddy homework books that I need for tonight. The teachers in this school just think they’re great trying to kill every student’s social life.
“Yeah, you are too, right?” he said not taking his eyes of his locker.
“Yeah I’m getting ready with Mollie, so we’ll come over to yours after,” I said excitingly.
“Yeah, I guess Dan and Lexi aren’t going then?” he asked still not taking his eyes of his books in his locker.
“I dunno, Lexi said she’ll see if she could talk Dan into going because it’s the biggest party of the year and it would be a right bummer if they missed it.”
“Yeah, it’s not like Dan to miss a party even if that dick will be there.”
“Yeah,” I said whilst taking out my phone and sending Mollie a text message.
Hey, I’ll meet you at yours in 10mins, walking with Ryan x
Yeah, no problem, can’t wait to see what you’re wearing x
You too! x
I shut my locker door and picked up my bag whilst turning around to Ryan.
“Hey Ryan, about what you said about your parents, I’m sure it’s for the best. Your dad will be glad that he’s not still tied down to her,” I stuttered hoping my words comforted him.
“Yeah I guess so, the sooner we get rid of her, the better,” he sighed with a half-hearted smile.
“Come on, let’s go,” I replied cheerily walking down the corridor. I just happened to notice that this school wasn’t all that bad, with its brightly painted blue corridors and the wall’s framed with photos of students with high achievements throughout the school, it really brightens up the place. Walking out the main doors of the school I looked around and noticed the few students that were still hanging around the school, the cheerleaders doing their makeup about five meters away from the car park where the players from the football team were kicking a ball about. Now and again one of the cheerleaders would go over and start chatting up some of the players from the football team; fluttering their eyelashes and twirling their hair with the fingers then walk away with a grin of satisfaction plastered across their faces. Then there are the nerds who sit under the oak tree beside the front gates, they would sit on the picnic table with books scattered across it and calculators clicking away to millions of calculations for god knows what. Then there’s the emos and Goths who hang out around the back of the school doing whatever they enjoy doing, I wouldn’t know, I don’t go near them. Then there is the chavs outside the gates, drinking and smoking, wearing grey trackies, hoodies and caps usually vandalizing people’s cars and spray painting graffiti on the walls at the back of the school. Then last but not least there are the ‘normal’ kids who just get on with their daily lives. Really the normal kids are just kids who don’t fit into any of them other groups. Us six would be considered as normal, we’re not like the nerds but we’re not as popular as the rest either so we just fall into the ‘normal’ kid category. Cliché much? I suppose we do have that clichéd kind of school.
Ten minutes later when I reached my house I said bye to Ryan and ran inside, I made my way upstairs, dropped my school bag on the bed in my room and grabbed my blue duffle bag of stuff for Mollies house to get ready and my pyjamas for staying over. I ran back down the stairs, locked the front door and made my way over to Mollie’s house.
“About time,” Mollie yelped opening the front door and pulling me in.
“Sorry, I had to go to the lockers, damn teachers with their damn homework,” I muttered frustratingly.
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Just Friends (Editing)
Teen FictionCharlotte and Ryan have been nothing more than friends for nearly their entire life so when Ryan's raging alcoholic, drug addict mother, Susanne, leaves him and his family for a selfish, stuck-up man called Robert, she drags him along for the ride a...
